too young, too dumb

cendric butler, 18, taken may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living whatever they sing is better than to know and if men should not hear them men are old

[wonshu-archive]

I kinda don’t know if this is the place for me. For us.

[wonshu-archive]

It’s just a traditional pairing. It’s two people who care about each other. ― Charlie Carver

[cedricbutler-blog]

Home.

[ezramcalister]

…Yeah. I learned a lot while I was gone. And I’m happy I’m back, but I don’t regret going. I needed that.

[cedricbutler-blog]

I am so proud of you, Ezra. Even if I didn't show that while you were gone.

[cedricbutler-blog]

How was it? Are you glad you left?

[ezramcalister]

Left home, or left the Marines?

[cedricbutler-blog]

Home.

[cedricbutler-blog]

Thank God – I don’t think I could handle you leaving again.

[ezramcalister]

That makes two of us.

[cedricbutler-blog]

How was it? Are you glad you left?

[cedricbutler-blog]

You’re sure this is what you want?

[ezramcalister]

Yeah. Yeah, I’m sure.

[cedricbutler-blog]

Thank God -- I don't think I could handle you leaving again.

[jamieleecvrtis]

Bottoms that are physically stronger than their tops but still bottom because they like it (◡‿◡✿)

Bottoms that protect their tops (✿◠‿◠)

Bottoms that are assholes outside but totally give in to their tops in the bedroom (◕‿◕✿)

Unexpected bottoms!!!  (／◕▽◕)／｡*ﾟ✲*☆

[cedricbutler-blog]

{ he looks into his eyes, searching for any doubt before pulling him in for another kiss. } I love you, Ezra.

[ezramcalister]

I love you, too.

[cedricbutler-blog]

You're sure this is what you want?

[cedricbutler-blog]

———– Ezra… if this – being a Marine is what you want to do, don’t let me or the pack stop you.

[ezramcalister]

That’s… something that I think I need to talk to Braeden about. But I do know that I want to come home. To you and to Ollie… you’re my family. If you need me here, then this is where I’ll be.

[cedricbutler-blog]

{ he looks into his eyes, searching for any doubt before pulling him in for another kiss. } I love you, Ezra.

[cedricbutler-blog]

The kind that doesn’t need someone to tell him what to do.

{ he smiles at him, nodding his head. } Yeah – yeah, baby, tell me your good news.

[ezramcalister]

I’m here to stay.

Loki… he came to see me. Told me that I needed to come home.

[cedricbutler-blog]

----------- Ezra... if this -- being a Marine is what you want to do, don't let me or the pack stop you.

[cedricbutler-blog]

Hey, hey. It’s fine. I’m fine, baby. I’m not going to stop you from doing what you want to do. What kind of a husband would I be if I said you couldn’t go, huh?

[ezramcalister]

What kind of husband would I be if I didn’t listen to you?

…So. Can I give you the good news, now?

[cedricbutler-blog]

The kind that doesn't need someone to tell him what to do.

{ he smiles at him, nodding his head. } Yeah -- yeah, baby, tell me your good news.

[cedricbutler-blog]

It’s good to have you home.

I… didn’t do great. I missed you more than I thought possible. It was like a part of me was missing whenever I woke up, and saw your side of the bed made and empty. It wasn’t good. But I’ll be okay with it eventually.

[ezramcalister]

…Ced…

If I’d known that… I wouldn’t have left in the first place. I’m sorry.

[cedricbutler-blog]

Hey, hey. It's fine. I'm fine, baby. I'm not going to stop you from doing what you want to do. What kind of a husband would I be if I said you couldn't go, huh?

[cedricbutler-blog]

{ he stares at his boyfriend for a moment before practically lunging forward, catching his lips in a deep kiss while he ran his hands along ezra’s body, as if making sure he was really home. after a moment, he breaks away, cupping his cheeks in his palms. } ——- I missed you so much.

[ezramcalister]

It’s good to be home.

I wanted to see you first. Ollie mentioned that you hadn’t been doing so well since I left. I thought, “No way. He can totally make it without me.” And you did, right? You did just fine without me?

[cedricbutler-blog]

It's good to have you home.

I... didn't do great. I missed you more than I thought possible. It was like a part of me was missing whenever I woke up, and saw your side of the bed made and empty. It wasn't good. But I'll be okay with it eventually.

[cedricbutler-blog]

————– Ezra.

[ezramcalister]

Live, and in stereo.

[cedricbutler-blog]

{ he stares at his boyfriend for a moment before practically lunging forward, catching his lips in a deep kiss while he ran his hands along ezra's body, as if making sure he was really home. after a moment, he breaks away, cupping his cheeks in his palms. } ------- I missed you so much.

[ezramcalister]

             Surprise.

[cedricbutler-blog]

-------------- Ezra.

[cedricbutler-blog]

braedenxmoreles:

Damn right.

He doesn’t want to be there. That’s the last place he wants to be. I know, he told himself. But he needs to do this. It’s not my place to tell you why, or how long he’ll be there. But he needs this. And you know how determined he is. He’s not coming back here until he feels like he’s done what he needs to. And no amount of moping or crying will change that. So you’re left with two options here, Cedric: you either suck it up and wait this out, or you sit here, in your apartment, wallowing in self-pity and wasting away. 

You think you’re the only one who hates this? We all do. And we all miss him. We’re all waiting for him to come back, and we are all terrified that he won’t. But you know what no one else is doing? This. Because this isn’t what we do. We don’t shut each other out. It’s not what we do, and it’s not what he would want. It’s not going to bring him back.

     —That’s all I have to say on the matter. If you want to follow my advice, we’re all here for you. But if you want to keep hiding out here, ignoring our calls and shutting us out, then that’s your choice. But don’t say we never reached out to you.

Thanks for your input, Braeden. But I really just want to be alone. I know you’re only trying to help, but nothing is going to make me feel any different about this. Not until my husband walks through that front door safe and sound, outside of my dreams, and not until I stop having nightmares of what could happen. I’m sorry. I truly am. But I just can’t. I’m sorry.

[cedricbutler-blog]

braedenxmoreles:

…Can I tell you a secret, Cedric?

You’ll tell me anyway.